The Tree’s Are Born with New Leaf Life
Summer beauty born once more
The Tree’s Are Born with New Leaf Life
The tree’s are born with new leaf life,
No noise, no fuss, no sound at all.
The leaves are born, the summer’s here,
The branches stretch, the skies are clear.
No speeches made, no words are said,
Just quiet days and warmth ahead.
The cold is gone, the light is bright.
The leaves are full, and all feels right.
The birds return to sing their song,
While winds hum soft the whole day long.
The earth breathes deep, the flowers rise,
The sun now paints the open skies.
The river sparkles, clear and wide,
As creatures stir from where they hide.
The tree’s stand tall, their roots run deep,
Their leaves awake from winter’s sleep
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (3)
Takes back to nature!!
Such a beautiful view, and it has given more inspiration to the poem. Well written.
Wow, so good depiction of spring. I got to learn rhyming from you.